A Series of Changes

Thatch's tears streamed uncontrollably down his face, his expression vacant. The death of his closest companion had nearly pushed him to the brink of collapse.

Jozu had died right before his eyes, not far from where he stood.

Doflamingo withdrew from the battlefield.

He was a pirate. Fulfilling his Shichibukai obligations by lending a hand was enough; there was no way he would go all out to help the Marines fight the Whitebeard Pirates.

He didn't want the Marines to gain too great an advantage in the war.

To be honest, Jozu's death had completely taken him by surprise. He hadn't expected it at all.

Crocodile was in much the same position. He had already taken out Oars and tested Whitebeard. That was enough for him.

Apart from Hawk Eyes Mihawk, who was sparring with Vista, the other Shichibukai were all slacking off amid the chaos.

After moving to another part of the battlefield, Doflamingo became the target of quite a few pirates. But he didn't even move. Instead, he took control of members of the Whitebeard Pirates and made them turn on one another.

He was exhilarated, arms spread wide, feeling as though he stood at the center of the era.

His actions also drew the livestream's attention to him. Compared to the other battles, Ming-ge's "art of murder" seemed to make for better viewing.

Just then, Ming-ge's words rang out through the broadcast, reaching everyone's ears.

"Pirates are evil? The Marines represent justice?"

"That notion has been rewritten countless times!"

"The values of kids who know nothing of peace are different from those of kids who know nothing of war."

"Only those who stand at the pinnacle can define good and evil!"

"This place is neutral now."

"Fufufufufu!" Doflamingo raised his head and gazed at the sky. "Justice